Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes.

Chapter 65 63: Iwasaki’s Past
A sharp pain, like being run over by a train but not immediately losing consciousness or dying, filled my entire body.

in reality.

He stretched his neck and above completely, his jaw clenched as if he were having an epileptic seizure, and he kept groaning. His body was instantly soaked with sweat.

"Mr. Iwasaki! Mr. Iwasaki, what happened to you?!"

Goto, the caregiver, rushed over from the duty room, her eyes filled with a startled look, her face bearing the marks of her sleeping face, and her expression full of anxiety and fear.

"I'm fine. I'm okay."

Iwasaki forced out a few words through gritted teeth, trying to regulate his heavy breathing.

He admitted that he had died quite a few times in this game.

It dies three times a day.

Some were stabbed to death, some were beaten to death, and some died inexplicably without knowing how.

Logically speaking, they should all have some resistance to death.

But none of those ways of dying, even when bundled together, are as thrilling as the way I just saw.

Each time is better than the third!

He could feel his body being torn to pieces with almost perfect clarity, yet he remained perfectly conscious, and then another round of excruciating pain would come before the agony had subsided.

It's simply suffocating.

He only has one life left today, and it seems he can only try again later tonight. Right now, he feels weak all over, which is a side effect of the intense mental stimulation.

The caregiver, Goto, brought over a basin of warm water, wet a towel, and carefully wiped away the large amount of sweat that had just flowed out of Iwasaki's body.

I also helped him change his clothes.

"Ms. Goto, I remember there are beds in the nursing room and the duty room, right?"

After calming down for a while, Iwasaki glanced at the sleep marks on Goto's face that hadn't completely faded and asked a question.

Perhaps this is a habit brought back from playing games.

After becoming paralyzed, he became extremely lacking in curiosity.

He doesn't seek to understand many things, like a living corpse.

It wasn't until he encountered this mysterious game that he perhaps saw a glimmer of hope for recovery, and his curiosity gradually returned.

In the past, he would never have asked such a question.

And now, perhaps they haven't completely stepped out of the game yet, and they have an instinctive curiosity about "clues".

Upon hearing Iwasaki's words, Goto subconsciously touched his face and lowered his head, saying, "I... I accidentally fell asleep on the table."

This was clearly not the real answer, but since Goto was unwilling to say more, he wouldn't press the matter further.

However, based on the rumors he had heard about Goto before, he could guess a little bit about it.

"My father once gave me a piece of advice. It may not be suitable for everyone, but it can serve as a reference for one's attitude towards life. I've slightly modified it based on my own situation. Would you like to hear it?"

It's unclear whether Iwasaki was saying this to Goto or just making an excuse to say it to himself.

Goto asked, somewhat puzzled, "What did you mean?"

"Don't be afraid to fight back. Even if you're like me and all you have left to use is your head, then smash your head against his body and bite his flesh, even if you're bleeding. A life that's too hesitant and indecisive is too dull."

After listening, Goto fell silent.

Several seconds later, a forced smile slowly appeared on his face.

"That sounds a bit willful." This was the first time Goto had explicitly expressed his disagreement with Iwasaki.

Iwasaki wasn't annoyed; instead, he smiled and said, "Yes, if you're not satisfied, just say so. You can be gentle, but don't let everyone think you're a sheep."

Goto paused slightly, then pursed his lips: "Mr. Iwasaki and Ms. Iwasaki really do look alike."

What happened to my sister?

Iwasaki didn't expect her to mention her younger sister.

The Iwasaki family, to which Iwasaki belongs, is not small, but it is a large family that declined early on. It has almost no real business and survives only by relying on some small family companies. It has some reputation in the arts.

While it's said that their reputation has been elevated, it's mostly been acquired gradually through reselling family collections from their heyday, and much of it is now being talked about as a joke.

Even though the family has fallen into such a state, factional struggles within the family still exist and are quite intense.

The Iwasaki family was not the main family, but rather a key member of one of the factions.

Perhaps because the faction was too powerful and touched the interests of some people, a sudden car accident caused a drunk truck driver to ruin his family's future.

All that was left was the paralyzed Kosuke Iwasaki and his sister Miyabi Iwasaki, who wasn't in the car at the time.

The insurance and compensation are enough for Kosuke Iwasaki and his sister to live a relatively frugal life, and with the faction's compensation, they can live a better life.

But the younger sister was determined to install the best Bocom brain-computer interface on Kosuke Iwasaki, a technology that allows paralyzed patients to control electronic devices with their thoughts and even gradually regain control of their bodies through exercise.

So Iwasaki Miyabi did not choose to live out his life like that, but instead returned to the faction, continued to assist in the work, and kept saving money.

Kosuke Iwasaki was familiar with the technology, but he didn't see much hope for it. The long recovery period and subsequent maintenance costs were quite expensive, and he didn't want to become a burden on others.

However, his sister has the right to choose how to live her life, and after failing to persuade her, he gave up trying to persuade her further.

His sister seemed worried that coming too often would weigh on his mood, so she usually only came once every one or two weeks.

To be honest, I haven't heard from her for the past two weeks.
"Ms. Iwasaki is a very kind person. I have received help from her before. She is the kind of brave person who will stand up and help even if it doesn't concern her."

Goto probably didn't even realize the deep longing on her face when she said those words.

help?

Their contact could only occur in the hospital, therefore...
Kosuke Iwasaki probably guessed it.

She knew her sister's character well; she couldn't stand anyone bullying others. At school, she had been retaliated against for stopping someone from bullying another student. She fought against five people and managed to hold them off until he came to her aid.

"Bro! Aren't I amazing?!"

He still remembered his sister, whose face was covered in bruises and scars, yet who was as proud as a swan, standing with her hands on her hips, looking up at him with an incredibly bright smile.

He couldn't help but smile.

"She's a bit silly, but she's definitely fearless."

Goto seemed a little unhappy that Iwasaki called his idol "stupid," but considering that the other party was Iwasaki Miyabi's brother, he could only swallow his dissatisfaction and muttered a few words under his breath.

Iwasaki pretended not to hear, glanced at the wall clock, and saw it was already past two o'clock.

"Go to sleep early, I'm fine, I just had a nightmare."

"Well, if you feel unwell, please be sure to let me know in advance. There was an elderly person in the same bed who was unwell but wouldn't say anything, and in the end..." Goto covered his mouth, perhaps feeling it was bad luck, and didn't continue. "Good night, Mr. Iwasaki."

clack.

The door and the light were gently closed.

Iwasaki took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and re-entered the game.

(End of this chapter)